| I usually don't date. I meet women and more or less immediately get a vibe if we will land in the sack and never had a doubt (one way or the other it always seemed clear). So though I am older (34 years) and a modestly successful PUA, I've seldom had a date and never one that went this ambiguous.
We met during a soiree I was organizing for a political foundation, I befriended her (31 yrs. old, same academical background, very winning face and intellect) on FB, met her again during another soiree a few friends and I had organized in our spare time. I chatted her up after the speech had been delivered and the discussion had ended and we connected really well. We then uncomplicatedly agreed on meeting (not "dating"). She lives in a nearby city where I also work from time to time. We met yesterday at a nice café she had picked (good choice BTW) and got off very well again.
But: No KINO. I didn't push too hard as the table arrangment made it awkward and I very much regret this. When I elicited her values I realized they were the same as mine. This got me genuinely excited, though not nervous. She asked me interested questions back, complimented me without me fishing for it (for my wit), she never once looket at her phone and there never was an awkward silence though I felt she's a "private person" that keeps her feelings to herself. (Might be wishful thinking, but it's my impression).
When I suggested going for a walk after the last drink she claimed she had still work to do. She's flying overseas for two weeks at the end of the week and has a high work load, so it might be an excuse or the truth. She stated without me prompting it, that it was a beautiful evening and she felt a real congeniality, a likeness of spirits and when I As I had to walk to the train station and she was with her bike she offered to accompany me. When we parted there was the first awkward silence of the evening. As I didn't want her to be in any doubt as to my intentions I asked her for her hand, she gave it to me, I held it tenderly and said "I have been curious to do this half the evening. It feels nice." She didn't pull her hand back, though she might have been simply surprised. I then let go of her hand, letting it slip out of my fingers and wished her a good night in the warmest of words.
Now I am rather unsure about whether to classify this as a good date or a botched one. As she's flying in Saturday I don't think she'll have the time to meet again - and it might sound needy. Anyway, this is the first time I've been confronted with a mixed reaction or one I could not certainly analyze.
Any hints fromt those more experienced with "dates"?
Thanks!
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